Текст песни The Battle Cry Of The West

"food grows where water flows," it's the battle cry of the west I try, like all the rest, to take it easy undertows and dominoes weigh heavy on my mind it feels like summertime in the valley I close my eyes and watch you dangle your tan legs into the sea and your sandy hair gets tangled on the breeze all roads lead to the coast, but the coast is never clear a new port every year, under sunscreen the future never seemed so close, standing on the pier but you were always here in my heartbeat I close my eyes and watch you dangle your tan legs into the sea and your sandy hair gets tangled on the breeze oh, bye bye bye goodbye...